Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 45

The morning passed just like that, and the City Hall had already closed for the day. Cassandra sat in the car silently, waiting patiently until Taylor finally showed up.

“Mrs. Quinn, Mr. Quinn has to stay at the hospital with Ms. Spencer. Let me take you back.” Taylor suggested.

“How’s she doing?” Cassandra inquired.

Taylor replied. “She’s okay. A food allergy caused her rapid heartbeat. They’ve got it under control with medications and injections.”

Cassandra responded, “Okay”

As Taylor drove, Cassandra remained silent in the car, feeling an unexplained uncase. She thought, “Why can’t he spare a moment for our divorce if Rebecca is fine? It seems nothing is more important than her.

Back at Dustmeadow Mansion, the housekeepers were on edge. When she arrived, Cassandra asked Graham, “How did Ms. Spencer get an allergy?”

Graham replied, “She’s allergic to almonds, and the kitchen overlooked it. Don’t worry, Cassie.”

Cassandra frowned slightly, thinking, “Wouldn’t Orlando have informed the kitchen if Rebecca was allergic to almonds? How did this happen?*

Although she didn’t delve deeper, a feeling of something being amiss lingered.

At the hospital, Rebecca leaned against the bed, hooked up to an IV drip. Red spots dotted her face, but they had reduced. significantly with medication. Her gaze remained on Orlando, who sat on a nearby couch, diligently engrossed in his computer work.

Rebecca felt touched as he accompanied her for most of the day.

It made her feel that he truly cared about her.

Rebecca said, “Landy. I’m doing much better now. If you’re busy, you can go to the office first. I’ll be fine here.”

“No rush. I’ll take you home once the IV drip is done, and then I’ll head to the office,” he replied, casting Rebecca a gentle look.

“Landy, you’re so good to me,” she said, displaying the sweet, enamored smile of a girl in love.

Orlando gazed at her and calmly remarked, “Your happiness is what matters.”

Rebecca queried, “Landy, I am happy, but… did you manage to finalize things with Cassandra?”

It was a question that had been lingering in her mind from the moment she saw him, but she hadn’t had the chance to ask due to the presence of the doctors, nurses, and Taylor earlier.

She looked at Orlando with anticipation, waiting for him to nod.

But Orlando remained silent. Rebecca continued, “Landy, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“We haven’t proceeded with it yet,” he stated succinctly.

Rebecca’s eyes widened, and her emotions involuntarily surged as she questioned, “Why? Why haven’t you proceeded with it yet?

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Orlando furrowed his brows slightly, and she realized her tone was a bit harsh. She quickly explained, “Landy, I didn’t meant to sound accusing. I just want to understand why.”

“Cassandra and 1 had just arrived at City Hall when Graham called to inform me about your allergy and hospitalization,” he explained without much elaboration.

Rebecca naturally understood at that point, but she was unsure whether to be relieved or disappointed. She apologized, “I’m sorry, Landy. It’s my fault. If I had been more careful with my food, I wouldn’t have held you and Cassandra back, and you would’ve been divorced already by now. L..

“It’s all right, Rebecca. What matters is you’re fine. I can always rearrange other matters,” Orlando said.

“Okay.” Rebecca nodded, a trace of displeasure lingering within.

As Rebecca looked at Orlando, who was sitting near her, she wondered, ‘Would he really have divorced Cassandra even if I didn’t have an allergy today? Graham said that Orlando specifically ordered the oatmeal to be given to me this morning. So, I devoured it without second thoughts, only eating some salad with it. Why the sudden allergic reaction? Is it really not related to Orlando?

The more she pondered, the more she realized she could no longer fathom Orlando’s intentions.

News of Orlando and Cassandra’s pending divorce reached Peter at the Quinn manor.

Peter absorbed the information quietly, closing his eyes to immerse himself in classical music.

Gabriela whispered to herself, “Did Rebecca somehow manage to enchant Orlando? I must make time to meet her.”

Unnoticed by all, a subtle yet meaningful smile played on Peter’s lips.

When Orlando returned to the bedroom at night, he found Cassandra still waiting. As he entered, she inquired, “Is Ms. Spencer all right?”

“Yes, she’s fine. Just a minor allergy,” he answered.

Cassandra remarked, “Great. So, we can go ahead with the divorce procedure tomorrow, right?”

Orlando’s expression immediately darkened, and his tone turned icy. “I’m busy tomorrow,” he said.

“Can’t you spare just half an hour?” Cassandra asked.

He firmly refused, stating, “No. Quinn Group isn’t solely mine, Cassandra. Numerous people’s livelihoods depend on it. I can’t let personal matters jeopardize their well–being. Any negligence on my part could cause a crisis for many families.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

His tone remained cold, and his eyes revealed a hint of severity.

Cassandra pursed her lips and asked, “Then when will you have time?”

“I’m not available for the foreseeable future,” he replied without any hesitation.

Cassandra stayed silent for a moment, visibly displeased. She said, “Orlando, I find it hard to believe that just half an hour would impact Quinn Group. Are you genuinely too busy, or do you simply not want to go through the divorce procedures with me? Don’t tell me you’ve fallen in love with me?”

“Do you even comprehend what you’re saying, Cassandra? Who gave you the confidence to speak like this?” Orlando uttered.

If that’s not the case, why won’t you come with me?” Cassandra asked.

I said I’m busy,” Orlando reiterated.

His expression resembled a frosty chill, and his gaze was piercing and intense.

But Cassandra pushed on. “You have the time to spend an entire morning with Rebecca but can’t spare half an hour for divorce procedures with me?”

“Do you think you’re worthy to be compared to her?” Orlando’s cold inquiry left Cassandra speechless.

Her eyes widened as she realized the meaning behind his words.

She pondered. “Yeah, I don’t even deserve to be compared to Rebecca. He loves her deeply, but what am I? Nothing at all.

Cassandra pressed her lips together, and her pupils quivered slightly.

Orlando approached her and stared at her. He questioned, “Why the urgency? Want to cut ties with me because you’re eager to be with Michael?”

Cassandra met Orlando’s gaze unwaveringly and said softly, “Yes, I want to be with him. So can you hurry up and divorce

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Since Orlando claimed that she was no match for Rebecca, she also had the right to express her desire to be with someone else.

Orlando gritted his teeth and said coldly. “How dare you?”

“Orlando, I’m just speaking the truth, just like how you treat me,” Cassandra said.

If you can, why can’t I?‘ she thought.

“Have you forgotten your standing? You’ve never had the right to refuse in our relationship. I called the shots, and I made that clear from the start. Planning to back out now?” he questioned with a cold edge.

“We are supposed to divorce, anyway. What’s wrong with wanting to be with someone else? Haven’t you long intended to marry Rebecca?” Cassandra refuted.

She couldn’t understand why he was acting as though she had committed an unforgivable sin.

Orlando sneered, lifting her chin and interrogating, “So, you’re resolute about being with Michael?”

She did not answer, which he interpreted as an affirmation. She pondered, ‘Since that’s how he sees it, let it be then.

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